Remember this?
From the Land of Sky Blue Waters,
From the land of pines’ lofty balsams,
Comes the beer refreshing,
Hamm’s the beer refreshing.
Brewed where nature works her wonders,
Aged for many moons, gently mellowed,
Hamm’s the beer refreshing,
Hamm’s the beer refreshing.
From across the rippling water,
Through the whisp’ring pines and birches,
Comes the beer refreshing,
Hamm’s the beer refreshing.
Comes a call to cool enchantment,
Comes a call to cool refreshment,
Hamm’s the beer refreshing,
Hamm’s the beer refreshing.
Hints of lakes and sunset breezes,
Dance and sparkle in each glassful,
Hamm’s the beer refreshing,
Hamm’s the beer refreshing.
Yes, I remember the Hamm’s commercials, but I don’t think I ever drank any. Don’t recall a beer called Lucky here in Maryland, but it may have been around.
Or do you mean Lucky Strike cigarettes? I remember that each pack had some sort of tape going over the foil and that lifting the tape would reveal some series of letters— or perhaps it was numbers. I am sure they were connected with some sort of lot/inventory codes at the factory, but my older sister always seemed to find the ones on the ground that gave her the signal to punch me in the arm. :) Memory is a little fuzzy on this. I’ll have to ask her about it when I see her the Sunday.
Sorry, but I did not go to your link, as I refuse to give hits to the Obama-Soros-loving Google’s YouTube.
Good stuff. Back when commercials assumed you had an attention span beyond 15 seconds! lol